Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

The look at Tang Sanzan was also full of eagerness.

Although regarding his own strength, Monk Jia Luo also has extreme confidence, even conceited.

But whether they can break through the situation and get out of Qingming High School alive.

He has no confidence at all.

Even the great power of the Great World Fruit Realm was overwhelmed by Qingming High School with incomparably weird methods.

His cultivation level is obviously not enough.

With all kinds of guesses, Jia Luo would naturally not miss this great opportunity to get closer to the other party.

Especially... the robe of the monk in front of me is so perfect!

Even the well-informed Jia Luo couldn't help being moved when he saw the white jade monk's robe on Tang Sanzan's body for the first time.

There was an urge to take it as my own!

He was already thinking about breaking out from Qingming High School.

How should I keep this flawless cassock for myself!

Hmm... No monk can resist the temptation of the precious cassock.

I don't know.

His mind is under this supernatural power.

All the dark thoughts in Jia Luo's heart could not escape Tang Sanzan's prying eyes.

After Tang Sanzun silently said "The world is as black as crows".

I don't bother to pay attention to each other.

Looking at the environment in the office to himself.

Thinking about what to do next.

Qingming High School is a place full of evil spirits, so naturally they cannot be allowed to continue to exist.

But how to completely destroy this place.

But it was a problem that made Tang Sanzan feel quite a headache.

Qingming High School itself is like a huge network.

Everything is built on the power of the mysterious rules.

Based on the unique power of rules, such a deformed world was born.

If you want to destroy it, you must completely wipe out the power of the rules!

So here comes the question.

The power of rules is like the Three Thousand Ways in myths and legends, invisible and qualityless, without form and existence, but it affects the outside world all the time.

To Tang Sanzan, killing people and exterminating ghosts are very easy and simple things.

But about the rules... how to destroy them?

He can ignore the rules, but it doesn't mean he can destroy the rules.

the existence of this problem.

That's why Tang Sanzan didn't fully carry out the operation to destroy Qingming High School.

The root is immortal, and external destruction is ineffective after all.

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Chapter 265 I've seen someone courting death, but I've never seen someone courting death in such a hurry

Inside the classroom office.

Jia Luo's face darkened instantly.

He didn't expect it.

I greeted the other party with good intentions, and even took the initiative to get close to him.

But it turned out...a hot face with a cold ass.

The other party didn't even care about him at all.

As if completely ignoring his existence, he didn't even bother to look at him.

How could Jia Luo endure such treatment?

Among the Buddhist sects, he, Galona, ​​is also a genius who does not come out in a hundred years, and his Buddhist cultivation base is extremely pure.

In a first-tier city, the contemporary Buddhist disciples of the Buddhist branch have great luck.

No matter where you go, you have to be honored as "Master Jialuo".

In front of him was a mountain monk who appeared out of nowhere.

How dare you ignore yourself? !

Can this be tolerated?

No one can bear it!

Eh... he, Jia Luo, just endured it.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Galo understood the essence of this truth.

He was able to grow into a contemporary Buddhist disciple of the branch of Buddhism in a first-tier city.

When to fight and when to be brave.

He is still very measured.

Jia Luo's complexion is like the classic face-changing Sichuan opera.

From the beginning when I came in, I saw the smiling face of Tang Sanbu.

He became gloomy and angry in an instant, and immediately returned to the state of Gujing without waves, and then lost his smiling face again.

The face-changing speed is much faster than that of professional masters.

I saw him directly ignoring all the ghost teachers who were staring at him.

Towards Tang San Zan gave another Buddhist ceremony, and said slowly:

"Amitabha, this junior brother, I don't know which Buddhist temple he came from?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he inquired about the origin of Tang San's burial.

Although Tajialuo is in the Buddhist sect, he is also a rare genius in the world.

But in the whole world, there are countless branches of Buddhism, except for the Buddha Land who leads the overall situation.

The relationship between the rest of the branch Buddhism is actually not so good.

It is not surprising that I don't know which Buddhist temple has such a genius in front of me.

After all...there are so many branches of Buddhism, and the competition among them is also very fierce.

It is a routine operation to hide the information of one's own genius.

Otherwise... what should I do if I was shamelessly abducted by other Buddhist sects who targeted my own genius?

Operations such as "have a destiny with my Buddha (don't be superficial)" are all old Buddhist routines.

And it is the kind that is common both internally and externally.

Looking at the big bald dick in front of him who was not interested in talking to him and had to force him to come up with him.

Tang Sanzan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of impatience flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

He didn't have any good feelings for people in the Buddhist sect.

Already in my heart, I have sentenced this big bald gourd to death.

Hmm... It's not because this guy is secretly scolding himself in his heart, and it's definitely not because the other party is greedy for his precious cassock.

Tang Sanzan is just pure, wanting to start to enlighten the magical power of the Buddha Kingdom in his palm!

That's right!

Inheriting the lineage of Suicide Living Buddha, the supernatural powers passed down after stepping into the realm of no fruit.

So far, Tang San Zan has never really used it.

The power of this supernatural power is very similar to that of killing animals.

They all belong to the kind that need to be cultivated gradually.

And this is called cultivation.

What the former needs is the dharma image practiced by Buddhists as nourishment.

The latter... is to smelt the soul of Buddhist cultivation and refine it in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand.

The more spiritual souls of Buddhist cultivators are integrated, the stronger the power will be!

Judging from the final growth posture of Master Shasheng Buddha who created this supernatural power.

Perhaps...with one palm out, it is the real Buddha Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Integrating Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all over the sky in one palm, the world is boundless!

It's a pity that Master Shasheng Buddha didn't make it to that point.

Naturally, people of later generations were not able to see such a magnificent scene.

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Monk Jia Luo's complexion became gloomy again.

Ignored again!

The monk in front of him is so rude, even the poor monk has already asked in such a low voice.

You're not even interested in answering.

Instead, he frowned and thought about it?

What the hell is this deliberately pretending not to see the poor monk? !

No matter how many thoughts Monk Jia Luo has about Tang Sanbu at this moment.

There was also a will-o'-the-wisp in his heart, and a faint murderous intent flashed in his pupils.

But he also knows that now is not the time to turn against the monk in front of him.

After all...he pinned his hopes on Tang Sanzan.

I hope that the other party can find some way to break the deadlock of Qingming High School.

Doorway.

The dark red-skinned demon swept across the office with strange eyes.

Then he walked towards the side silently, found a horned Gada and stopped talking.

His face was full of indifference and guarding that strangers should not enter.

Monk Jia Luo made such a fuss.

On the contrary, the faces of the ghost teachers around them became more and more gloomy and terrifying.

Pairs of cloudy eyes.

He stared at Jia Luo firmly.

Originally, the appearance of Tang Sanzan had already aroused their murderous intentions.

just now.

As soon as Jia Luo came in, he actually ignored their existence and tried to talk to another monk like he was familiar with him?

Can't stand it!